So it seems NYC was hit by tornados? Or something. I don’t know. All i know is when I arrived my local train station (G train WHAT?!) I was told…

“Yeah, theres no G train”

My brain didnt even understand the IDEA of my train just not running. NYC trains aren’t allowed NOT to run in the middle of rush hour. Thats absurd. And the 50 other people standing around the stairwell at the train all so agreed with the diagnosed absurdity. I then immediately jumped on a bus that showed up. I didn’t even know where it was heading but it got me to Williamsburg where i was able to get on the J train.

Let me rephrase that. Thats where I was eventually able to get on the J train.

The line for the J train was down the stairs and up the block. It was single file with a space for people to get off the platform. It was amazingly calm and relaxed for rush hour where no one was getting to work. I then missed 3 J trains because I simply couldn’t wedge my body into the sardine can like train cars. And of COURSE when I finally was able to get in, the guy behind me was an extremely sweaty, I mean dreanched in sweet fellow who then pushed his damp body against me to fit on to the train.

Thank you sir. I wish colon cancer on your children.

Now that might be a bit harsh, but you weren’t being squeezed in by this putz. We all had to get to work but we didn’t all have to lay in others bodily fluids.

I then took the train to Chambers St. Brooklyn Bridge where I was told by delight filled MTA employees that there was absolutey no 4, 5, ot 6 trains. I then had to walk from downtown to chinatown to get on a train at Canal (Which I actually passed by when i was on the J) I then stood underground in what felt like 106 degree conditions for a train for 45 minutes.

But who made it to work people? WHO MADE IT DAMNIT!

Shoot me in the arse.

ejw

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